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... hite-robed youth appeared before Xu Fan and Li Xingci.

Despite Xu Fan and Li Xingci having retracted their spiritual presence, they still felt like tiny ants compared to the white-robed youth.

This feeling was much stronger than when they met the god.

Before the youth could say anything, Xu Fan froze time around them.

Looking at the white-robed youth frozen in time, Li Xingci asked.

“Master, I have looked through time, cause and effect, and destiny to inve ...

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